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damiansgoodgirll · 1 year ago

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Can you do a angst about Kylian maybe he cheated on his wife when she is pregnant (or not) and then she leaves him, but after she forgives him after so many attempts of trying get back to her, with a happy ending

changed it a bit because i hate cheating so no happy ending for this one :))

kylian mbappè x reader

tw : cheating, a lot of angst sorry

5 years

you were six months pregnant and you and kylian were thrilled about the arrival of your first baby. you’ve been wanting a family for so long and when you started trying for a baby if felt like the universe wasn’t on your side.

now, two years later, you were finally pregnant and full of joy. everyone around you kept telling you how full of life you were, you were glowing and people noticed it.

the first few months were hell. you couldn’t keep food down, even the smell of morning breakfast made you nauseous and frustrated. kylian did everything he could to help you. he would hold your hair if you needed to throw up, he would cuddle you afterwards and helped you stay hydrated.

around the third month your belly started to show, you started to feel the baby growing. kylian talked every night to your growing belly, he couldn’t wait to meet them.

fourth and fifth months were easier. you still felt nauseous and your whole body began to hurt, your back was hurting, your feet, your growing boobs, your hands, sometimes even your nose. but to you, everything was worth it.

now you just entered your sixth month and because of pregnancy, hormones and summer you couldn’t stop sweating. you were always a complete mess. not even cold showers and ac could help you.

kylian knew how much uncomfortable you were and he decided to make you relax with a little vacation in miami. not the coldest place on earth, it was completely the opposite but your hotel had a spa, indoor pool and a perfect way to the beach. it was everything you could ask for.

the week passed and you were so grateful that kylian made you forget about all of your problems. he was invited to some party in the hamptons, almost like he was part of the elite and of course he wanted to go. he asked you to join him but honestly you couldn’t wait to go home and lay in bed all week. your body started to hurt again and you needed some rest. of course kylian understood your point of view so he went to the hamptons while you went straight back home.

you called him when you landed back in paris and he texted you right before the party. everything was normal, until it wasn’t.

you woke up the day after, it probably was still night in america so you waited to call kylian. due to your growing belly you couldn’t find any comfortable position in bed so you woke up pretty early and laid on the couch watching some tv.

when it was around 9 am you got tired, you went from watching the news to watching friends to watching crime shows. the only person you needed was kylian but at the moment he was on the other side of the world partying and probably getting drunk.

you ignored your phone all morning so you were surprised when you saw that your best friend called you 10 times.

it was lunch time and you were starting to eat when you decided to open your phone. it was blowing.

14 missed calls from kylian.

10 missed calls from your best friend.

4 missed calls from kylian’s brother ethan.

you saw people kept mentioning you on twitter and instagram so curiosity got the best of you and went straight to the socials.

you wish you didn’t do it.

leaked pictures of kylian kissing another woman. his hands all over her body. on her ass too. a video of kylian and this random girl hidden in the corner making out.

you felt like throwing up but this time wasn’t because of the pregnancy.

people started messaging you, saying how sorry they were for you, that you and the baby didn’t deserve it.

the baby.

he cheated on you, his soon-to-be wife, while you were carrying his baby.

he decided to throw away five years for what?

right when your mind was spinning and full of thoughts that kylian’s name appeared once again on your phone. he was calling you again. this time you answered, you knew you had to confront him once he got back home.

“oh thank god you answered…” he said from the other side of the phone.

“do you need something?” you asked, your voice emotionless. he knew you saw the pictures. and the video.

“listen, i’m coming back home right now, i’m at the airport…i’m so sorry, you have no idea…i’m so ashamed” he confessed. you knew he was crying but you couldn’t care less.

you turned your phone off without answering him. you knew you had like 6 or 7 hours before he got back home, so, with the help of your best friend, you started packing everything, from your clothes to the make up and books.

the moment you saw how empty his room looked without your things you broke down crying. you started realising that the man you loved for all these years really cheated on you.

you broke down once again, this time when you were in the nursery because having a family and growing this kid with love was all you wished for.

your best friend comforted you and helped you packing. while you were at home waiting for kylian, she got all of your stuff back to your old apartment. it wasn’t as nice as kylian’s, but it was big enough for you to be growing your baby.

sat on the sofa and watching the eiffel tower shining, you heard the front door opening and what you saw was a very broken and suffering kylian.

good.

he needed so suffer.

“baby…i…” he started talking but you stopped him.

“y/n…not baby, my name’s y/n”

“i’m so sorry mon amour, i - i don’t know what happened…” he started explaining and you let him, you already knew that no matter what he said you were not going to forgive him “i guess i was just drunk and caught up in the moment…i know it’s not an excuse but i really have none…i’m so so sorry for doing this to you, you didn’t deserve it…”

“we didn’t deserve it…” you said laying a hand on your belly “i don’t give a fuck if you were drunk or not, you cheated on me! kylian this is unforgivable, don’t give a shit if you’re the father of my baby…i don’t wanna see you or hear you ever again” you said standing up from the couch.

“what-you can’t be serious…no, no i can’t lose you y/n, you’re everything for me, you and the baby…i love you both so much…”

“i’m deadass serious mbappè” you tried to keep a serious tone but you broke down when you started seeing that woman around kylian’s body in your mind “i’ve loved you for all of these years kylian, i still love you but right now i can’t even stay in the same room as you…you make me sick, in less than three months our baby will be here and - and i can’t even stand to see your face” you cried “i gave you everything! kylian, how could you do this to me? to us?”

“i know i have no excuses…i’m just so sorry, i can’t even say how much sorry i am…”

“i don’t care how sorry you are” you sobbed “i really don’t…you just broke everything we had, this, our family…”

“don’t say this please…” kylian walked towards you but you stopped him. he wanted to punch himself, he wanted to scream and cry, he wanted to hold you and wipe your tears away but he knew he fucked up really bad.

“i already packed my things…i won’t be living here, i can’t even stand to see your face right now…”

“no, you can’t leave me y/n please…i love you so much, i fucked up i know but i’ll work for your forgiveness, i’ll make it up to you” he cried. he knew it was over. he lost.

“i really don’t care…” you said. exhausted.

“don’t do this please…don’t break our family apart”

“you did it kylian the moment you kissed that girl, and i know that it wasn’t only a kiss, i know you fucked her, the look you had in the video…i know that look pretty good…you’re the one to blame…you’ll be hearing from my lawyer” you said before leaving his apartment.

kylian broke you in so many ways you couldn’t even explain but your baby deserved to have a father, you just didn’t want to be a part of it.

his mom and his family helped you during the last months of pregnancy, he tried to call you so many times that you had to block him.

you didn’t want him inside the room when you were giving birth. your mom was there, his mom was there too and that was all the support you needed.

you began to think about how it would have been if he never cheated on you, how your baby would have two beautiful parents that loved each others but now your child was stuck with two parents who kept fighting and couldn’t see each others.

all because kylian couldn’t keep his dick in his pants.

part 2

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moooncats · 7 months ago

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✿ Pick A Card : How 2B more Down To Earth? ✿

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✿ Pile 1 ✿

I'm hearing mother. 🤱 This is definitely my Xena warriors taking care of the new generation. (: You may be a bit insecure about something and spirit is here to tell you that you need to show the amazing love that you give to your children to yourself. ♡ Pile 1, you are an amazing parent/babysitter/caregiver. The kids who get to meet you love you so much. Spirit wants you to take a step back and look at yourself with the pride of a good mother. You need to see how much talents you have that show up in so many different ways. Spirit is saying that If they could stick you up on a refrigerator-they would. Then, they would invite the neighbors over and say "look at that! Can you believe what an A+ that is?". xD Haha it's honestly so goofy. I'm loving your spirit guides they have a bit of a funny side to them pile 1. cx

Advice from Mother Earth:

Nurture. "As you nurture a child, you nuture your own inner child. Both activities are important for you right now.

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✿ Pile 2 ✿

Lemme give you a hug pile 2. 🫂 The energy I'm picking up on is so somber... Seriously, I don't know if its your negative thoughts, or someone else who has been putting you down but you need to focus on some self love my dears. ): Your Spirit guides and Angels want you to openly embrace the feeling of self love. You need to love yourself because you openly understand yourself. Love yourself as much as a committed partner would. Show yourself love in any way that you can, and even if you screw up; you will remember to be sweet and gentle to yourself. Okay? Please remember that you are amazing and a part of being a human being is that we all make mistakes sometimes. No need to beat yourself up about it, you are valid with your actions. I gotchu if you need someone to vent to, my dm's are always open my dears. ♡

Advice from Mother Earth :

Gentleness. "Be very gentle with yourself at this time. Surround yourself with gentle people, situations, and enviornments."

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✿ Pile 3 ✿

This pile is very simmilar to pile 2, if you were feeling called to it then by any means check it out for some more messages. 👀🔎 I'm seeing here that this pile is a bit insecure about the frivolous things. This could be related to your looks, or the way you present yourself to others. Your angel guides and spirit want you to know that you are beautiful even when you don't think it. You are beautiful even when you don't see it. You are beautiful no matter how many people don't say it. You are beautiful and you don't care even if you know it. You are beautiful, which is why you don't have to try so hard all the time to show it. (: Less is more pile 3. Remeber that. ♡

Advice from Mother Earth:

All Is Well. "Everything is happening exactly as it's supposed to, with hidden blessings you will soon understand."

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✿ Mahalo for taking the time to read this. I took a little break from giving out readings to work on my mental health. I am now feeling way better yessahh!! ^-^ I appreciate my readers very much, remember to hydrate and stay weird yuhh. 🦇 Moooncats out! 🚀✨️ ✿

#baby witch #intuition #intuitive #pac #pick a card #tarot #tarotreading #free tarot #tarotblr #witchblr #moooncatstarot

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for-yoongi0309 · 7 months ago

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[NOTICE] 2024 FESTA Ground Event Information

Hello. This is BIGHIT MUSIC. We will be holding an outdoor event for ARMY in Seoul, South Korea in celebration of 2024 FESTA

[Event Overview]

Date: 11 AM - 9 PM, Thursday, June 13, 2024 (KST) Location: The area encompassing the Futsal Field and Sports Park within Seoul Sports Complex (near Woongbi Statue) in Songpa-gu, Seoul

[Details]

ARMY ZONE - A designated souvenir will be given away to those who verify their ARMY MEMBERSHIP (GL, JP, US). - You can only receive one set, and stock may run out early.

PLAY ZONE

- ARMY on June 13th Express how you feel about the 2024 FESTA through a drawing and put it up for exhibition. Share your experiences with other ARMY and discuss how you’re enjoying the FESTA. - BTS Capsule Grab! Check the Message of the Day by drawing lyrics of BTS songs from the capsule vending machine. (Try to find hidden special gifts!) - Upcycling Parts Craft Make your own 2024 FESTA logo using upcycled plastic parts, and take a keepsake with you to remember the day. Other small photo zones and sponsor booths of different types will be installed throughout the event area. Enjoy!

* Since Seoul Sports Complex will be hosting various events aside from the 2024 FESTA event on June 13, we ask you to be mindful of your safety and maintain an orderly environment. To ensure everyone's safety and smooth operation of the events, reservations may be required for certain interactive programs if the area becomes overcrowded

📌 Important Information on Participating in the Event * SAFETY - Certain aisles will be closed off from usage or seating as they will be used as evacuation routes in the event of an emergency. Please follow the instructions of the on-site staff. - Safety and operation staff will be stationed throughout the event area. In case of emergency, please notify the staff member closest to you and ask for assistance. - Do not wait in line overnight. Any lines may be asked to disperse for safety reasons. * WEATHER & HEALTH - Please stay hydrated as the weather may be hot. If you feel unwell during the event, please notify the staff member closest to you and ask for assistance. - We recommend that you bring hats, sunglasses, umbrellas, and sunscreen to protect yourself from the potentially strong sun on the event day.

* TRASH DISPOSAL - Please reduce and separate waste to protect the environment. Please dispose of your waste in the waste bins on site. * MISCELLANEOUS - Videos and photos will be taken throughout the event area. These videos and photos may include visitors’ faces, and may be used as content for BIGHIT MUSIC. - Any illegal sale of goods around the venue on the day of the event is prohibited. If discovered, you may be held legally liable. - Any unauthorized individual events (handing out goods, performances, etc.) around the venue on the day of the event are prohibited in order to maintain safety and an orderly environment. - There will be no separate booths or spaces where you can store your belongings. Please be mindful of your valuables. - Please be mindful of your surroundings and avoid damaging the grass, trees, statues, and other facilities throughout Seoul Sports Complex

#ultkpopnetwork #mgroupsedit #bangtan #bts #namjoon #seokjin #yoongi #hoseok #taehyung #jimin #jungkook #aniv:11th.festa #ev:11thfesta

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bookwormscififan · 8 months ago

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Sing to Me

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A/N: So, funny story: I once lost my voice for 10 days due to a throat infection/flu combo, and only a few of my friends made an effort to understand me during that time of healing. In other news, I came up with some MadMare fluff with some songwriting thrown in, because I enjoy the MadMare song entanglement fics I write.

In my hours of reprieve,

It’s your smiling face I seek.

To calm my nerves and qualms,

All I need is you in my arms.

Mare stepped off the stage, bouncing on the balls of his feet as he shook his hands, trying to get the post-gig adrenaline out of his system before pulling out his phone. Mad’s sleeping face greeted him as his lock screen, making him smile before unlocking the phone to check his messages.

Phantom had booked him on a short tour to perform some of his songs live, agreeing to accompany him as a backing singer/manager as a way of bribing him onto the road. Mad couldn’t come because he was stuck at home with a scientific breakthrough, promising to stay fed and hydrated so Mare wouldn’t worry.

“He’s fine,” Phantom assured Mare as he walked past, seeing the lack of messages from Mad on his brother’s screen. “I just got off the phone with Jackie; he took Mad out for drinks tonight and they just got home. Mad’s tired, that’s why he didn’t text you.”

“I know, I just worry,” Mare sighed, pocketing his phone and running his hand through his hair. “Is it time for the next act?”

The world looks different without you by my side.

Smiles are too wide, words seem like sharpened knives.

When the daggers of their stares pierce into my heart,

The thought of your touch makes their judgments less harsh.

It was the final show of the tour. Mare was exhausted, dark circles under his eyes barely getting hidden by the concealer Phantom handed him, and he was thankful his reality manipulating magic could disguise how raw and destroyed his voice was.

“They want an encore,” Phantom whispered backstage, giving Mare a sympathetic look when he saw how tired he was. “I can handle the façade for this one, you just focus on singing.”

“Thanks, Phan,” Mare croaked, tears coming to his eyes from the pain speaking brought his throat. “Make sure they’ve got a honey lemon tea ready for me when I get off stage; I’m going to need it.” When Phantom nodded, he cleared his throat and headed back to the stage, forcing a smile before performing one more song.

And when I’m back on the road,

Packed up and ready to come home,

There you are waiting for me.

Sitting on the couch like I walked into a dream.

Mad perked up when he heard the front door open, tucking a bookmark into his book and setting it down before turning to look at the hall, smile spreading across his face as Mare stepped inside. He waited for Mare to set his bags down before standing to wrap his arms around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss.

“Welcome home,” Mad breathed, looking into Mare’s eyes with a smile, humming when Mare rested his hands on his waist, pulling him a little closer as his thumbs traced his hipbones through the soft fabric of the sweater Mad wore.

“If I get greeted by this every time I go, I should tour more often,” Mare chuckled, using his powers to disguise his voice before leaning down to kiss Mad again. “Is this the sweater you bought me last Christmas?” Wrapping his arms around Mad in a tight embrace, he lifted the scientist and spun him around slightly, letting the disguise drop.

“It’s warm, and it stopped me from missing you too much… Sit down, I’m going to make you some tea for your throat,” he commanded, tapping Mare’s chest in a request to be released, immediately moving to the kitchen counter to boil the kettle. He watched as Mare sat on the couch, leaning his head over the back and closing his eyes, letting him see the harsh redness around his throat. “You sang too much, Mare.”

“I know,” Mare whispered, keeping his voice low to prevent the pain in his vocal cords getting worse. “Phan kept me singing so much.” He accepted the tea gratefully, waiting to drink it until Mad was comfortably nestled into his side, retrieving his book and reading it while Mare quietly sat with him.

I want to show you the world how I see it,

With its beauty hardly rivalling your smile.

There’s a song in everything I touch,

Lyrics hiding in the glimpses of you I see.

When you sleep and dream,

I hope you dream of me.

Mad giggled as Mare bushed his thumb across his cheek, holding him close as they settled into bed. He reached up to hold Mare’s arm where it was draped over his shoulder, enjoying the warm weight of the arm across the top of his back.

“Will you be going on tour again soon?” Mad asked, hooking his free arm around Mare’s leg, leaning into his chest as he drew patterns on the musician’s pants. “Does Phan have anything organised, or is it just gigs at his bar again?”

“He hasn’t said anything,” Mare answered, voice almost gone. “For now, I’m home.”

I’ll never stop loving you.

As sure as the sun rises and sets,

You’re mine to adore.

When we fall asleep tangled together at night,

I’ll meet you where the stars speckle the ink-stained sky.

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@iamvegorott @brokentimewatch @dungeon-dragons-dragons @rattyboyisemo

#writing #fanfiction #nwtb fanfiction #madmare #phantomhero #if you squint #fluff #poetry #writing this made me remember my lost voice era #my voice has never sounded the same since it came back #it's like how guys voices break before getting deeper #mine disappeared for 10 days and came back different

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quornesha · 2 months ago

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Black Heron Prophecy And Symbolism

The Following Channel is from higher powers, Divine, the ancestral plane and is prophetic through Quornesha S. Lemon|

Whether the Black Heron appears in dreams, visions, waking life or synchronicities, it is a sign and message that whatever you're doing with water... whether it is cleansing, exorcism, purification, manifesting, birthing, or hydrating...continue on your path as it is working for you. As you emerge from the shadows you'll feel more calibrated with yourself. You're one with the divine mind and your purpose. You have big protection on your side. And this will be evident in the coming days. The Black Heron is reminding to cover your head, protect your ori, cleanse it regularly and adjust your crown.

The veil has been removed. A mental struggle is getting ready to leave your life permanently and you'll have more power and authority over your thoughts. Stop letting folks regulate you. Stop allowing them to set rules before you and telling you what's impossible. With divine all things are possible. It's time to leave a coven, a ministry or church, a society, or a group. Let it go. You're powerful on your own. And you're getting ready to raise other change makers and leaders. The world doesn't need more sheep. It needs more leaders. And you were chosen to lead many nations. Rise up!

You're no longer allowing others to control your everyday life. Pay attention to the recognition you will receive as there are messages in between the lines. You're so deserving of the accolades that will come your way. You'll find that you're quicker on your toes. What you need will become easily obtainable.

Your intuition has increased 10 levels. You're seeing transparently through everything. You'll meet a divine being and will be mesmerized for a moment. And they, towards you also. Some tangible gifts are coming into your hands. The Black Heron is symbolic of power ascending within you and vibrating within. You’re protected from natural disasters, fires, etc. You’re covered by your ancestors and deities in many realms. The Black Heron is confirmation that your intuition is spot on about a neighbor. The Black Heron is a message for you to continue growing in the strength you’ve recently acquired. The protection upon you is potent. Pay attention to the dreams and visions you are receiving.

You may feel exhausted from all of the adversity you’ve faced. But you’re being advised to keep moving forward. Carry on. You’re entering a season where you sense everything about everyone around and you’re dead on about it. It’s important to move silently. Your telepathic gifts are coming to the fore, so you’re graduating from just hearing spirit but also into what others are thinking. It is important to stay grounded and use this to your advantage. You have authority over the courts of heaven and you are being trusted with secret information.

The Prophecies will now be fulfilled ancient, biblical, and beyond. There will be supernatural events taking place. To which you will prophesy, witness many of them. A divine holy/Sacred fire is within you now. You are the holy grail, a high priest/priestess. As you move ahead, know this, no one owns God, the orishas, the realms, etc. The higher powers are not slaves to the people who don’t like you. No longer will you be hidden or anyone’s best kept secret. You’re stepping into your power. And any position that belongs to you, you’ll achieve.

This message isn't, obviously resonant with all whose paths it crosses, as perhaps you may encounter someone of this vernacular, mastery or skill. Therefore, it is a sign from the universe that you're meant to work with such a person.

Need further clarity or your own queries answered? Book your own reading as my schedule is full and I do not guarantee a reply on social media regarding this post.

If this is not you, then it is time to get clear to rejoin your tribe or the rest of the world of infinite beings. It's time to bring your light to the forefront. However, if you aren't able to invoke, heal or otherwise on your own, call on the assistance of shamans, healers, intuitive people, etc. to assist you. This synchronicity can possibly have specific meanings for you, it's time to get insight.

The Gift that Quornesha Has can never be duplicated, She is a Shaman, Writer, Healer, And Teacher with incredible prophetic/healing gifts. Please do not infringe upon her rights as the author. You are not permitted to reuse, nor are you to sale as you wish. This information has been made available to you for the purpose of introduction and demonstration. All rights reserved. If you'd like to use this in a magazine, online publication, or other, please ask for permission first. Legal actions will be taken if you proceed to impose. Be blessed, bless others and be at peace on your journey. What you do is coming back on you. Make sure that it is good, and all is well within you, through you and around you. The source sees all and knows what you think it does not.

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3uthym1c · 1 year ago

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➾ ᴀᴅᴠɪᴄᴇ ᴘᴀᴄ

Hello everyone, thank you for the interactions in the last post. For a PAC reading, it was kinda small. I felt that maybe I could give you guys a bit longer of a reading that was more in depth than the last. Remember to take what resonates for you and stay hydrated.

-Eiki

𝐏𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝟏

something incredible about specifically this pile is that I didn’t even have to pull any cards. It all came to me randomly during class because I had nothing to do and completed everything and now I’m writing this in my notes app before I forget. I know this is supposed to be comforting but right now you need to hear the cold truth. You need to stop and think. It’s very simple, but you’re avoiding it. If you stop and do nothing and just let your mind wander or mindlessly dump out everything in your mind by writing, you will get the message that your guides are trying to tell you. I know it’s really vague but let me explain first using an example.

Around this years spring, I would try to do everything to stop myself from just taking a minute to do some shadow work or even have any thoughts that have anything to do with taking a look at parts I’ve kept hidden. I would listen to loud music while walking places or driving, I would keep myself so busy, I’d spend so long watching random youtube videos, etc. I would say “I don’t have the time to do this”. But here’s the thing, like mine, your guides will MAKE you have time. My blue tooth headphones would randomly stop working and I’d have to sit in the silence of my car, my eyes would hurt after just 30 minutes of using my computer, I would get sick frequently and HAVE to stay home from school and lay down in my bed with nothing to do, no energy to do it, and no one but myself. (of course, please fo to the doctor if you feel unwell, as I am not a doctor.)

This may happen to you if you don’t just take the time to listen to what your mind, body, higher self, and guides are trying to say to you. And trust me they will do this for as LONG as you need to. It does not have to be shadow work, it could be any message trying to be sent to you, a question you really need to ask yourself.

Some of you may need to ask yourself, “If I didn’t have to worry about money, peoples expectations, social media and what it claims will make you happy, beauty standards, etc… what would my life be like? What would I want? What job would I have? What would I dress like?”

Try to start by sitting in silence for 5-10 minutes and observing your thoughts. If you don’t know what to think about, start with ANYTHING and go from there. Then after a while, start asking questions about these thoughts. What do I feel about this thought? What can I learn? Any questions about it.

I literally sat in silence for 30 minutes at this table and got this whole message. If I can do it, I know you can. You will get a lot of answers to the questions you are asking (and sometimes you won’t like these answers). You will also have to be painfully honest with yourself and learn when it’s your ego talking. Once you do this you won’t even have to be shuffling cards or anything. You will be incredibly tuned in to your intuition. The first time you try this, it may not immediately do anything, but trust the process.

Quote: I am learning to be okay with endings.

𝐏𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝟐

Coming back to yourself is still possible. Everything you want, all the knowledge and guidance you seek is within yourself. Let me explain. As a child there was things you just knew about the world and life. You had hope and creativity and optimism and curiousity. You were in awe of the beauty of the world. You were deeply empathetic and looking back you would probably describe yourself as "sensitive". There were just things about life that you just knew. You kind of became more and more distant to your actual self. I feel like this is something that happens to every human being while growing up on some sort of level, but a lot of people just don't do anything about it. But it hurts so much.

However these good qualities, your intuitiveness, it's all still within you. It's not lost. It will take a while, but you can unlearn all the negative things you were taught. You can be in touch with yourself. These qualities were never childish or weak. I'm not saying to be naive or a immature or a child, but try to remember what you were like as a child. What were some positive things about you that you want to be now? What do you like about yourself now? What were you taught (whether it be by parents, teachers, kids, media) that have hurt you?

Something that I asked pile 1 that might help you on your quest to find out who you are is: If I didn’t have to worry about money, peoples expectations, social media (and what it claims will make a person happy), beauty standards, etc… what would my ideal life be like? What would I want? What job would I have? What would I dress like? Who would I be?

Come back to yourself. Make your self your best friend. Make your own self a comfortable home. Fall in love with yourself. Be yourself (yes I know it's hard but I know you can do it!!!).

Quote: You are so used to yout features. You don’t know how beautiful you look to a stranger.

𝐏𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝟑

First of all YOU AND OTHERS ARE COMPLEX BEINGS STOP TRYING TO PUT LABELS ON YOURSELF !!! Labels are not all bad (for example labels like "doctor" or "woman") but it feels like a few of you are trying to completely subscribe to an aesthetic or something? Nothing wrong with aesthetics but your whole life and self doesn't need to be a certain aesthetic or "poetic" or something. Idk a few of y'all need that reminder. Don't perform for a fake audience that only exists in your head. Sometimes I catch myself doing that when journaling, I act as if someone may read it and judge when I know there's no way anyone will see it (and if that does happen, so what? It's on them for being judgemental and snooping into my business).

Okay on to the main message because I think that applied to a few people (sorry if the message above came across as harsh but some of y'all need it). It may not look like it yet, but I promise you're on the right path. I know you've probably already read so many tarot readings telling you "abundance is right around the corner and all your manifestations are appearing!!!!" but let me be genuine with you. In one year your life will be unbelievably better. You will be in a good place mentally and financially ESPECIALLY. Things do get better, I promise I promise I promise. And while I said "in one year your life will be unbelievably better" in one month your life will be believably better. It's not something that suddenly happens in one year, rather something that grows from the moment you are reading this to 365 days after. And guess what? You are your own savior. You are your own miracle that saves you from this predicament you feel stuck in. It all starts with you. Pick yourself up and start this journey but release any expectations of how it "should" look like.

Quote: Be so rooted in yourself that nobodys presence or absence can disturb your peace.

Thank you for reading!

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tothedarkdarkseas · 2 years ago

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hiiiiii, basically im a big fan of your writing. huge. if i was any good with words myself, i could be able to convay to u how much i love ur writing. i wasn't even a 2doc fan till i saw one of ur fics in the tags and was like woah...wow... this...lets pull the car over, start really thinking like an intellectual, and analyze this text that has come before us.

you could hypothetically write your own bible and i'd be a devout follower. ugh, there's something about how raw and gritty and unfiltered ur work is like i truly am speechless. i wish i could put into words how it's just good but i have the vocabulary of a monkey. just know its good. source: me.

anyways i do have a reason for being here basically, ehehe u kinda reignited my gorillaz fixation ....and ive been drawing so much murdoc bc of u and i was wondering if i ever post any doodles would u want to be like mentioned?? tagged?? idk what the tumblr term for it is im not from round these parts (twitter immigrant) ?? even though i wouldn't be drawing something directly from one of ur fics (yet 👀 ) if not that's totally fine u probably want to keep ur mentions clear.

anyways thank you for contributing to this fandom. you have inspired me and probably so many others in the future. stay safe and hydrated!

Thank you so much for this message, it really made me smile tonight. It means so much to me that people would take a chance and go out of their own pool of interest to experience something different; it's something that I honestly don't do that much myself, I could learn from you and enrich my own consumption! Unironically, I think the audience for my 2doc fic is non-2doc fans. (If you really wanted them together you'd probably think better of their relationship than how I portray it, so maybe the better assessment is that I'm a crap 2doc fan.)

Thank you for saying such generous things. I'm in an, er, unproductive place with writing right now (if you can imagine kicking a can around and saying you'll make a game of it, but inevitably you just kick it under cars and across freeways and down drains) but I know that's sort of been the headline around here for a while, and I can imagine it starts to lose the impact. Anyway, that's a boggy wet addition to a great funny message, so we won't dwell. What I mean to say is that stuff like this-- it just still means a lot to me.

I would absolutely love to see your art! Sincerely, please, do tag me or message me links any time. My mentions are far from cluttered and I don't really monitor any tags closely anymore, but the risk is that the occasional hidden gem just entirely slips by. If you ever make anything, or even see anything elsewhere that you think I'd be interested in, I am always eager to see it. It is never a bother, and especially if you made it yourself, I am over the moon about seeing it.

Thank you once again for your kind message. You have no idea how your words take root and feed an ever-quieting ecosystem. It is meaningful.

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koihanwrites · 2 years ago

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Hello! Your request status is open so may I ask for Kohaku + Tsukasa being secret admirers? Thank you! <3

Tsukasa and Kohaku Secret Admirers Headcanon!

Tsukasa x reader | Kohaku x reader ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

Gender-neutral reader 𓆩♡𓆪

Fluff + secret admirers + love letters + gifts ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

Requested? by anon 𓆩♡𓆪

Words: 418 ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

Warnings? : None!

Pyon pyon! Koi here. Thank you so much for requesting dear anon! I tried my best to make it as tsukasa and kohaku vibes as possible. I'm not that familiar with Kohaku so I apologize if I didn't get this character right-but anyways I hope you enjoy reading this! likewise to my loveable readers <3

Kohaku Oukawa

Kohaku being your secret admirer huh..

In my opinion! I can imagine Kouhaku sending you different letters every single day on your work desk!

He will change the way he writes so you won't be able to guess that it's him who keeps sending the letters.

He's surprisingly good at being secretive, he will try his best not to leave any clues.

But deep in his heart, he wants you to know that it was him who gave you the letters not anyone else.

He's the type to hide in a corner where he can see you reading it.

Seeing you smile after reading it made him happy more than ever.

You smiling so graciously because of the letter he wrote? of course Kohaku will be so happy!

Despite him being a well-mannered, and eloquent person. He will try his best to make the letter a lot more entertaining and colorful.

Other than sending you letters, he will send you anonymous gifts on your workdesk!

Sometimes the gift he sent you are sweets or baked goods made by Niki.

I can imagine him putting sticky notes on your workdesk.

"Don't forget to stay hydrated since water will *insert water facts etc etc*"

"You forgot your notebook in the cafeteria so I brought it back, please be careful next time."

He deeply cares about you and will secretly observe you everyday if you're in good shape <3

Tsukasa Suou

Tsukasa as your secret admirer is so adorable!

Because of your hard-working and inspirational personality, he thinks highly of you a lot.

He admired how you can still do tasks even though it's obvious that you're physically and mentally tired.

Due to his shy personality, he may have trouble sending you gifts/letters without getting caught by anyone.

He'll ask Arashi for help since he believes that Arashi is more experienced with this <3

Tsukasa will try his best to keep his identity hidden, if you found out that he was the one sending different kinds of gifts. He will get extremely embarrassed.

Tsukasa is the type to send your favorite flowers on your work desk every morning.

Your work desk may look more akin to a flower garden than an original work desk-

But you don't really mind it, someone sending you flowers everyday is very heartwarming right?

Every flowers that he sent you are high quality

He believes that everything he sent you must be in perfect condition since you're too perfect to receive such low quality gifts.

Aside from the fact he sends you flowers everyday, he will send you letters!

If he noticed that you're not feeling well he will send you a motivational message!

If he noticed that you're sad or gloomy, he will send you a letter that has his favorite things about you <3

Tsukasa loves and adores you with all his heart, he will make sure to see your beautiful smile and will protect it like the knight he is!

...

The end..... ✩

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soobnny · 3 years ago

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library hymns — park sunghoon. strangers to lovers

sunghoon wants to find out who keeps leaving him a blanket and a bottle of water whenever he’d fall asleep in the library or “i work in the library and i’m a little concerned for your health bc u never stop studying” (4.4k words)

The wind picks up loose strands of your hair as you hurry towards the library of your campus where you’d worked every night for a few good months now. Today wasn’t any different, and you’re scrambling to make it on time for your shift.

Not that you’d miss much. Your 10pm-2am shift was often termed the graveyard shift — it was usually quiet which allowed you the time to do your homework or read a book you’d been meaning to for a while. At least that was the case when you first studied, but about a week ago, you’d had a constant visitor.

His usual setting? The campus library at 11pm. Cups of coffee hidden under the table in a weak attempt to conceal the fact that he was breaking library rules. He isn’t new to you at all - you’ve known him for a good few weeks.

“It’s that boy again.” muttered Wonyoung, with an amused look on her face. He usually frequented the library in the few minutes left of Wonyoung’s shift and almost the entirety of yours. He was mostly organized, sitting on the same table every night, a stack of books always piled on his table. You’d managed to get a small hint on what he majored, and judging by the glimpses you were able to steal on the cover of his books, you’d assumed he was majoring in Engineering.

Normally, you wouldn’t mind the lone student in the library until the crack of dawn. He was fairly attractive, and you didn’t mind having quite a sight to look at. Except, the dark-haired boy had a habit of falling asleep on the library table every night without fail, and you’re starting to get a little concerned for his health because - he never stopped studying.

You assumed it was because their major had started early this year compared to every other, filling the lonely halls of your campus with Engineering students since the month started. This must be a normal thing for them, studying until ungodly hours. And yet, every time your shift ended, you’d feel bad for leaving the boy with the cute smile sleeping with his arms as a makeshift pillow. So today, you took the liberty in buying the poor boy a bottle of water (you assumed he’d drank so much cups of coffee, he Needed water in his system).

As soon as you walked out of the library, the inky night and the scent of trees hit you. The hallway was dead, but that wasn’t a surprise to you at all. Shoving your hands in your pockets, you quickly make your way to the vending machine to purchase a bottle of water. When you head back to the library, the boy remains sound asleep so you carefully place the bottle of water beside his unopened books. Sharpie in hand and a small message of “stay hydrated and don’t forget to take a break from studying!” written on the water bottle.

For some dumb reason, the sight of the cute boy was enough to get blood rushing towards your cheeks and the hint of butterflies in the bottom of your stomach. Before you could possibly wake him up with your staring, you bend down to take away the empty cups of coffee from under the table to throw before tackling the remaining books you needed to sort through so you could end your shift.

It didn’t take Sunghoon long to realize the bottle of water and the little message that accompanied it once he had woken up from the slumber he did not mean to partake in. And in the few seconds of spotting it, an instant smile tipped on his lips and he’s quick to down the bottle of water.

Upon cleaning up the desk he had used up all night, he quietly checks out some of the books that were on his pile. Footsteps drew the attention of the working student and she peers up to assist Sunghoon in filling up the forms so he could take the library books home.

With an arm full of books, Sunghoon starts shuffling out of the library before coming to a brief halt by the door, and before the student could finish saying the mandated “Thank you, come again!”, he moves back to the desk and asks if she knew who kindly left him water when he had fallen asleep.

“Oh, yeah! ______. They work their shift before mine so I’m pretty sure they’re the one who left that. Would you like me to take a message?”

Trying to suppress a yawn, Sunghoon nods before shyly replying. “Please tell them thank you for their kindness.”

“No problem.” She shoots him a smile before busying herself with more mind-numbing tasks from all the students that had piled up to check out some books during the time she had been talking to the boy.

Sunghoon respectfully gives her a nod of acknowledgement and a small smile before pushing the doors of the library to head back to his dorm. When he walked into his dorm, he’s met with the sight of Jake and Jay who were claiming his couch as theirs, watching some crappy show on Sunghoon’s rented television with takeout littered on the table.

“When did the two of you move into my dorm?”

“We didn’t, but now that you say that… we’re considering.” Jay nudges Jake who’s nodding frantically at Sunghoon who was shaking his head.

“You fall asleep at the library again?” Jay yawns as he flicks through the channels and Sunghoon’s lips twitch at the thought of the mystery person who left him a bottle of water. Truth was, Sunghoon hadn’t exactly found the time to even entertain anything other than his studies, but the simple thought of a stranger telling him to take a break really pulled at his heart strings. He’s fighting the grin that’s threatening to show as he drops his books onto the free part of the table that wasn’t littered with trash.

“Oy, he’s doing it again. What’s got you smiling, have you been whoring out?” Jake sits up at the mere sight of a frantic Sunghoon who was shuffling around his dorm to try and hide away from his friends.

“I’m not whoring around.” Sunghoon is quick to deny their claims, picking up the trash to throw it out and doing his best to keep busy so he doesn’t have the time to truly entertain the thought of the stranger. “Yeah, you’re doing the thing where you keep yourself occupied to avoid telling us shit, which never works by the way.” The tone in Jay’s voice was bored, but Sunghoon knew that the both of them were throwing shit-eating grins at one another.

“Fine, it’s stupid anyways. There was this person who left me a bottle of water at the library, and I don’t know, it’s just… a good thing.”

“Oh my god, he IS whoring around. Yeah, they’re definitely flirting.” Jake is quick to his conclusions, throwing the remote at Sunghoon who is just as quick to catch it. “And to think you weren’t going to tell us. Who do you think you are?”

“Well, are you going to go back and avoid falling asleep so you can meet the love of your life?”

“I don’t think giving someone a bottle of water constitutes as flirting or being the love of my life.” Sunghoon swats Jay’s feet away when he tries to rest it on the table in front of the couch.

The room falls silent for a moment, before Jay decides to speak up again, a small smirk playing on his face as he gazes at Sunghoon. “What would Sunoo think of this?” Sunghoon’s eyes double in size and he shakes his head frantically. “Nobody is telling Sunoo anything. He’s going to find a way to get all their contact information and plan my wedding.”

“I’m pretty sure that’s the plan.”

“Why am I even friends with you two.”

“Because we’re nice to you, and we don’t spill your secrets… sometimes.” Jake throws a shit-eating grin at Sunghoon who rolls his eyes. “I’ll kick the both of you out if you speak one more word..”

They both raise their arms up in surrender at this, the pair snickering under their breath as Sunghoon joins them on the couch and they fall back into their playful banter.

You were making your way out of your last class of the afternoon when you got a text from Lia, the girl who would take over your shift after you left at a little over 2am.

From: lia!

I was told to act as a messenger for a boy. He says thank you for your kindness!

This sends a multitude of butterflies swarming through your stomach - the same butterflies that were trying to hide when you had stared at the cute boy earlier in the morning. It was almost funny how you’d never exchanged a single word with him and yet here he was, making you feel everything all at once.

You reason it’s because no other boy, a cute one at that, had paid you any attention and the concept of leaving secret messages through a friend was something that brought you a thrill. It was almost something that would normally be shown in those dumb romantic movies.

In all honesty, you had been yearning from a safe distance. It wasn’t that romance was all you wanted in life, but years without it tended to mess with your mind and you find yourself wanting it more and more every year. So sometimes, when the opportunity strikes, you’d wish upon a star to have the same time of excitement you’d normally get from reading fanfictions or watching cute scenes in movies.

Now that the opportunity had presented itself, the idea was clouding your mind and it allowed for you to smile at the most unexpected times of the day. It might’ve been an act of common human decency, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t allow yourself to fall into a frenzy at how the cute boy had taken the time to pass a “thank you” message for you.

You double check the message Lia had kindly sent you before falling into a swarm of students, with your bag hugged closed to your chest as you try to make it through the group of shuffling bodies.

Upon successfully making it out into the comfort of a small little coffee shop to seek comfort in their air conditioned air, you pull out your phone to reply to her.

To: lia!

it was the least i could do :> that boy’s been studying for weeks on end and falling asleep every! single! time! i kinda feel bad that he doesn’t take much breaks :/

Upon hitting send, you joyously walk towards the counter as a result of habit and order the same thing you usually get before moving back to your seat to do your homework. Perched on your seat, you start typing down on the essay that had been assigned to your class, glancing at the front door from time to time whenever the little bell would make its noise signalling that someone had walked into the shop.

The sun had only begun setting when the familiar bell rings and as another result of habit, your head tilts up. No one warned you that you’d be seeing the same boy from the library - he’s grinning at his friends as they made their way towards the counter and your typing just comes to a complete stop.

You don’t understand how he gets to walk around seemingly unaware of how attractive he is. Jesus Christ, his features up close was a sight to see, and you’d never seen anyone look that good just wearing a hoodie and some jeans.

You almost fall out of your seat when his eyes meet yours, and you’re quick to move your gaze back towards the screen of your laptop. If you’d kept your gaze for a few more seconds, you would’ve noticed the tiny smile he sent towards your direction.

From: lia!

He’s very cute too! I can see this transcending into something beautiful, and if it does, I’ll be the first to tell you that I told you so!

The message Lia sent back to you had you spiralling back into your brain, and you find yourself hoping that you’d be able to hear her tell you that she told you so really soon from now.

Sunghoon makes his way towards the familiar steps of the campus library - a path he’d taken way too many times before that if he were to be blindfolded, he could swear on his life that he’d still be able to navigate his way towards it.

The moment he enters the library, he’s met with the familiar scent he had grown to love over the weeks of his constant visits. He quietly greets Wonyoung as he works his way towards the desk he had deemed his home in the library.

He had found a new sense of comfort with the way a window was nearby and allowed him to look at what was happening outside of the campus, or the way the shelves were just an arm’s reach which allowed him the luxury of grabbing books without moving too much. It was his perfect spot.

It was only just 6pm and he had just left the coffee shop he had also frequented a lot to purchase his stack of coffee. He tried to consume them earlier in the night to allow himself to stay up and finally be able to meet the person who had been kind enough to think about his well-being, but he hadn’t known you had previously texted Wonyoung to tell her you’d be a few hours late into your shift that by the time you had walked into the library, he was fast asleep - prompted on top of his books and the usual empty cups under his desk.

And since that night, it had almost become a cycle that he’d try to stay awake to study and meet you halfway through your shift, but he’d always end up falling asleep. With that, he’d always wake up with a bottle of water beside his books (sometimes with an additional snack, or a blanket you had found locked away in the storage room). And every time, Lia would text you with his message of gratitude.

In the times that you did walk in while he was awake, he had found it particularly difficult to approach you, and you didn’t have it in you to approach him in fear that you’d be disrupting his studying.

Sunghoon could remember the day he first saw what you looked like, and it was obvious in the way that he looked at you that he was convinced you were an angel. He had recalled seeing you once and that was a few days ago at the coffee shop, granted that you didn’t have the same major and it would probably be very difficult to find you during the day.

He needed to shut his brain up, but it didn’t seem to want to listen to him.

Jay and Jake found out right away when Sunghoon had finally found out what you looked like. They had told him his flushed cheeks were a dead giveaway and that he didn’t normally put on a stupid smile when he walked into his dorm - stupid smiles were reserved for Sunoo or Riki, not the three boys.

“You do know you have to talk to them at some point, right?” Jay and Jake had once again found sanctuary on Sunghoon’s couch, snacking on the food Sunghoon had stocked for himself. “Yeah, where can I meet them?” Jake had pointed out teasingly, as if wanting to steal away the personification of angel from Sunghoon.

“Doubt they’d want to talk to you, they seem pretty interested in Hoonie.” When Jay had finished speaking this sentence, Sunghoon was quick to cover his cheeks with the back of his hand, shaking his head at Jay’s absurd theory.

“You guys are more obsessed with me talking to them than fixing your own grades.”

This resulted in a controller being chucked towards Sunghoon’s general direction and the claims that they were doing fine with school and that Sunghoon was just a coward.

And whilst Jake and Jay continued to harass Sunghoon into talking to you, Wonyoung was doing the same about how you should talk to him.

“You do know that sometimes, when he returns the blanket to Lia and when he sends off his thank you message, he always asks for you. She told me herself!” Wonyoung points at you accusingly as if you leaving early and not approaching the boy yourself was the reason why every time he’d leave the library, he looked like a kicked puppy when he realizes he can’t meet you.

She’s frantically making hand movements, confused as to why you just wouldn’t talk to the cute boy when he clearly wants to get to know the person who had been taking care of him when he was too busy tending to his academics.

And she couldn’t stress enough how attractive the boy was, emphasizing the deep undertone of his voice and his beautiful brown eyes that any person would get lost in - it even almost brought her to her knees but she had strictly reminded herself that she was supposed to be the wingwoman in this situation.

“He’s wise and quiet, and extremely sweet. You do know you probably won’t find anyone else who’d willingly send you cute messages and ask for you?” You try to move away when she threatens to hit you on the hip the moment your mouth forms something as similar to “no”.

“I know you want to talk to him.” She’s giving you a scandalised look at how you refused to budge, even with her extreme reasoning. Unknown to her, you had been thinking about it for a while but you almost always shy away when presented the opportunity.

After a few more minutes of terrorizing you and your time, she finally drops it in favor of the ice cream the two of you had just bought - now talking about her own adventures in finding men to talk to and talking shit about some of her rude professors.

A few more weeks into your daily routine, you found yourself waking up on one of those days when things just seemed to click. You were wide awake before your alarm (feeling oddly energized); your professors were strangely nice in your classes (Take that mom! You told her you knew you had it in you to be liked by professors at least a day in your life) and you found yourself making it in your shift in time (there were no swarm of bodies you had to get through).

It was a good day.

And in the routine of habit, your feet are moving towards the sleeping stranger, head once again tucked in the makeshift pillow of his arms. The gentle rise and fall of his back had become something that was comforting for you to watch (as creepy as it may sound) as it reassured you that at least he was getting sleep, even if it was cramped up at a table in the campus library.

With the supplies in your hand, you’re moving down to place the items you had carried with you almost every day since that one fateful night. The little message on the bottle was there, you had added in a little snack to accompany the water bottle and the blanket was placed on his back.

It was just another usual routine.

When you bend down to pick up his empty cups of coffee, you don’t expect to lift yourself up with a pair of eyes directly looking into yours. You would’ve fallen back if it wasn’t for how quick he was to grab your arm and steady you in place.

A grin was growing on his lips, and his eyes were so comforting to look at. You didn’t even realize you were just standing there, with your mouth agape, looking like a complete idiot.

“You’re a difficult person to find.” Wonyoung was right about the deep undertone in his voice. If his plan was to swoon you with his voice, it was definitely working.

You’re trying to speak but the words seem a little caught in your throat and it’s a little difficult to focus when he still has a grip on your arm. “I’m Park Sunghoon.” He tries again, eyes searching for yours and hoping he’d get a response from you. Hopefully, he hadn’t freaked you out enough for you to actually not speak to him.

“Hi.” Sunghoon’s grin seemed to increase tenfold upon hearing your voice, and if Jay and Jake were here, they would’ve noted how it was such an odd sight to see Sunghoon actually, genuinely smiling for once.

He pats the seat behind him and you take it after making sure that no one else needed help in the library - not that there was actually anyone else in there, which only seemed to increase your nerves. “______.” Your lips parted just enough to introduce yourself back at him, and he gladly allows himself to reiterate your name.

He decided he liked how it sounded when he said it, just as much as he liked it more when you said his name.

“I never got to personally thank you for taking care of me.” He runs his fingers through his hair, moving the books in front of him aside. You let out a little laugh at this, shaking your head as you swiftly respond. “That just makes me sound like a babysitter.”

“Oh, I know the feeling.” He shakes his head as flashes of when he was in highschool appears through his mind for a few seconds. In the few seconds where he falls silent, you allow yourself to really appreciate his beauty just as he did with yours whenever you were quietly working behind the library counter every time he’d walk in. “Look, I’m really glad I’m finally getting to meet you.”

“Did you know who I was the entire time?” You narrow your eyes at him accusingly and he shakes his head quickly. “No. Well… not at first.” The string of words he had just admitted sends a faint blush towards both of your cheeks.

“Are you disappointed the person who keeps leaving you water actually turned out to be me?” Sunghoon is quick to shake his head and deny your words, impulsively taking your hand into his to assure you that he was nothing short of happy it was you all along.

The warmth he radiated sends your heart leaping in your chest and the same butterflies to start tumbling in your stomach. “So, why didn’t you just approach me on the occasion that you hadn’t fallen asleep?”

Your question reminds him of the exact same his friends had told him, and it always echoed through his mind whenever he saw you.

“I was going to… but…” The blush on his cheeks only seemed to intensify and he found himself shaking his head towards himself. “I didn’t know what to say, especially after seeing you for the first time? I’m just a bundle of nerves most of the time - contrary to popular belief that I’m some sort of popular kid who can talk anyone up. It’s a little difficult to hold up to that when it’s you I’m supposed to be talking to.”

His words send you into another frenzy, and you’re convinced that Whoever was Above was apologizing for every single thing He did in your life by bringing you Park Sunghoon.

The flutter in your chest only seemed to increase when he offered to take you out after your shift, as if to return the numerous amounts of water and snacks you had bought for him in the few weeks of him sleeping there.

His eyes bore into yours, and when you nod your head, an uncontrollable grin starts forming on his face and he moves to get out from his spot on the table. “I’m going to throw these.” He motions towards his cup of coffee with a brief apology on breaking library rules. “And then I’m going to try and keep studying while waiting for your shift to end.”

There was no stopping the butterflies and the heat in your face and the nerves that were exploding through your system right now. And choosing to bite the bullet, you offer that the two of you just leave now - besides, Lia had told you she’d be coming in early for her shift and you only had a good few minutes left before yours ended.

He’s quick to pack his bags and follow you out of the library. “I’m probably going to need your number, when we make more plans together.” You try to say something in response, but choose to retreat by giving him your phone in a desperate attempt to cover your blushing cheeks.

The pair of you spoke about anything and everything, Sunghoon trying to get to know the person that had been feeding him, and you trying to get to know the cute boy you had been taking care of. He told you about his highschool, and his best friends. The topic ends up in him convincing you to take a selfie with him, where Sunoo criticizes Sunghoon’s selfie skills but still leaves room to tease his hyung.

And the night ends in good old fashioned laughter, good food, and a reminder from you that he should be getting more sleep. If you see his ass falling asleep in the crack of dawn in the library for the remaining of the month, you had threatened to take away your friendship rights. It seemed like a good enough threat for Sunghoon to start sleeping more. He does walk you to your dorm and he sends you a small little wave before walking back to his own.

And the next time the wind picks up loose strands of your hair as you hurry towards the library in time for your shift, you’re met with Sunghoon who’s lecturing you on why you’re late with two cups of coffee in his hand — one now meant for you.

note. happy birthday sunghoon! might’ve cheated with this fic as i’d already written this for a different fandom and just tweaked it a little T_T

#enhypen x reader #fluff #sunghoon fanfic #sunghoon oneshots #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon x you #strangers to lovers #sunghoon x y/n #university au #park sunghoon x reader #park sunghoon #reader insert #long fic

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kpophubb · 3 years ago

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Skz x reader♡︎

Lᴇᴇ ғᴇʟɪx ᴀs ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏʏғʀɪᴇɴᴅ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

ᘜᗴᑎᖇᗴ: fluff, fluff, fluffiest 💖💝

🌤💛𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑒, 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑒. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑦. 𝑌𝑜𝑢’𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑟 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑖 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑠𝑜 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦🌤💛

♡︎overall, dating him means you’re dating a literal angel. Not just someone who’s the prettiest and looks like an angel, but someone who IS an angel and TOO good to be true inside out.

♡︎ his love language, without a doubt is physical touch and words of affirmation. Felix loves to be as close to you as possible all the time and makes sure to always say it to you and show through his actions how much he loves you. In short, let’s just say felix is the most doting and loving boyfriend on earth. (and you’re the luckiest girlfriend out there)

♡︎ he’s someone who makes a lot of sacrifices for you. Silent sacrifices. Like leaving work early, over working himself just to be able to spend more time with you, not telling you about his problems cause he doesn’t want you to worry about him, and maintaining a long distance relationship and saying it’s totally fine when he really wants to be with you all the time. I say silent sacrifices, cause you won’t ever know about any of these. To felix, your happiness is top priority. He never wants to bug you with anything unpleasant or make you sad for silly reasons. 🥺

♡︎ felix is a very confident boyfriend who LOVES showing you off. 😏 he’s so proud to have you in his life and talks about you frequently to his members and close ones. About how happy he is to have you and how much you make him smile. And trust me when he starts talking about you, BOY JUST WON’T S H U T U P!! >~<

♡︎ the boyfriend who always wants to hear your voice🥺 he sends you voice messages all the time and urges you to do the same. Your voice comforts him and soothes his heart. Whenever he has a break, he’d even FaceTime you so he can see you and talk to you. If you’re his girl, make sure to send him lots of snaps of you throughout the day and who knows he might melt for you like ice cream left at 100 degree C. (The cutest)

♡︎ he’s someone who’s always catering to your needs and caring for you. Lixie never forgets to text you whether you’ve eaten or not, sends you reminders that you shouldn’t stay up late at night working/ studying. His texts are accompanied by cute stickers and bubble messages, I just know it.🥺 When he’s feeling extra happy, he’s gonna send you reminder messages with his face, trying those colourful heart filters to make you smile! >.<

♡︎ having boyfriend felix means having your personal hype man. My god. He doesn’t miss a SINGLE OPPORTUNITY to compliment you and boost your confidence. Super supportive partner who values your dreams and goals like his own. <3

♡︎ Felix plans a lot of small surprises for you! Like setting up your room with candles by sneaking inside your home when you’re not there, buying you small gifts like bracelets and rings, making tasty cookies for you with his own hands and so on. And he’s so smooth at hiding all these, you won’t ever catch him. That’s exactly why he catches you off guard everytime where you giggle and melt right inside his warm arms🥰

♡︎ he’s a total softie (100% guarantee). Hence, don’t be surprised when you find love notes stuck to the walls of your apartments. You wake up and find a letter that says “good morning my baby <3” hidden underneath your sidelamp. You walk up to the fridge and find a note “stay hydrated and make sure to eat your breakfast, okay? I love you the most.”. You go to the closet to change clothes? You find another lovely note, “make sure to send me what you’re wearing today. I bet you will look bomb cause my girl is the prettiest. Mwwuah😚💞”. He’s just so genuine. I get the feeling he will also make diy cards for you on special occasions like your anniversary and birthday, pouring his 100% efforts, ideas and endless love.

♡︎ felix is really easy to please! This boy appreciates the LITTLEST TO LITTLEST things you do for him. He will probably pass out from over excitement if you even cook him food. Check up on him from time to time, compliment him, pat him and kiss him a lot and lixie is already the most smiley angel around you. ♡︎

♡︎ baking with him during the weekends is a MUST! Making fudgy chocolate brownies while playing with him with ingredients in the kitchen, a laughter and love filled session that leads to a cozy cuddle session in the bed, nomming those deliciously baked dessert together with the love of your life!

♡︎ he’s a nonstop cuddle and kissing machine! (Goes without saying) An openly affectionate person who isn’t afraid to express his love even infront of his members. A clingy koala who sticks to you and constantly goes all “mwwuah mwwuah😚” both behind and outside closed doors.

♡︎ there is probably nothing called personal space with him around you. (He won’t obviously make you uncomfortable and give you your space if you ask for it) but he’s all over you!🥰😩 those pretty, pink lips pecking your cheeks, little soft hands wrapped around your waist and the fluffy wavy hair grazing your jawline as he places sweet kisses along your neck. Felix is especially clingier when he’s sick and locks you in the bed with him, not even letting you go to get him his medicine. “Baby! Get! Back! Here!😠” he scoffs with that deep, whiny voice and pulls you back inside the blanket, buried within his securing arms.

♡︎he isn’t a very shy person but when you give him compliments all of a sudden, he’s a burning red tomato which eventually leads you to shower him with a train of more compliments until he’s so flustered that he buries his head on your chest and giggles nonstop. So make sure to always remind him HOW pretty he IS, okay?

♡︎ this baby is AWFULLY GIGGLY around you all the time, as if a permanent and peaceful smile has been plastered into his face. And that is what makes you fall in love with your boyfriend all over again, every damn time. The sight of his delicate smile, the corner of his eyes squinting and lips open and curved at the ends, a smile that holds the value of a thousand jewels and warmth as significant as sunshine. His smile has the power to warm even the coldest of hearts and comfort the depths of even the darkest of souls.

♡︎ the boyfriend who buys matching sets of clothes with you. T.T I’m sure your closet will be filled with matching pairs of pink and baby blue pjs, lavender tees and yellow sweatshirts! He squeals and runs around the house from exhilaration over the idea of owning matching clothes before running around the house back to you again to admire your beauty for the 200th time. <3

♡︎ y’all are definitely gonna be the tiktoker couple! The ones who always post cute, funny and goofy tiktoks together. Your viewers are gonna shower you guys with love for your adorable content!!

♡the couple who collects plushies together >.< plushies are both of your biggest weaknesses! So, it’s a guarantee that you guys started a whole family collection of cute and squishy plushies (including skzoo plushies duh) that you fill your bed with. However, the poor plushies are always pushed to the corner and at the end you’re the only one who gets all of lixie’s warmth and affection.

♡︎ the boyfriend who does your makeup😩 a skilled makeup artist as well. Very messy at first but gets the idea easily and turns into a pro!! Also tries a lot of different hairstyles on you (and will melt if you do the same and you will cz who tf wouldn’t want to play with that fluffy soft hair). He always picks your outfit, dresses you up and puts a lot of cute clips in your hair. 🥺 even buys you a lot of cute accessories and personally decorates you with them with blind admiration!

♡︎ FELIX. MELTS. AND. MELTS. AGAIN. when you play with his hair and freckles! The way your tiny fingers massage his hair, and brush through the strands and your feathery cotton like fingers sweep past his nose and cheeks in soft taps admiring his freckles, he lives for that honestly. He feels ecstatic when you have that heart eyes filled with awe as you stare at him, and things usually end up being super intimate with one eye contact ;) (yk the rest)

♡︎ the type of cheesy lover who gets matching phone straps and puts your picture as his lockscreen. So that everytime he opens his phone, he’s reminded of his beloved girl. (As if he doesn’t already think about you all day)

♡︎ I think felix would very much appreciate it if he has an openly affectionate someone who doesn’t mind showing her love and feelings like himself. But, it’s also okay if you’re a tsundere. He will make you open up bit by bit and love you the same, no matter how you are. <3

♡︎he’s literally your baby. And I mean it. If you don’t believe me just feed him his meals and wash his hair in the shower and watch a tiny felix cuddle buddle up in your lap and make uwu uwu faces out of sheer happiness. (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞▼・ᴥ・▼

♡︎ lixie loves to do cute things with you! Like try new lover trends, wear matching rings, dressing you up in his oversized hoodies, and basically everything enough to liquify your poor heart that is already in liquid state 24/7 bc of his endearing personality and sweetest behaviour.

♡︎he doesn’t say it out but he wants you to appreciate and support his dreams. It’d mean the whole damn world to him if you could be his cheer girl and treat his decisions with respect and stand by them :’)

♡︎ I get the feeling that he’s not overprotective or the jealous type of boyfriend. There was this one time where you tried to tease him with jisung and he ended up between you two, crossing his arms inside you both and chuckling innocently. (Plan failed and destroyed miserably)

♡︎ felix is that kind of boyfriend who loves to baby you. Calls by adorable pet names, brushes your hair, pats your head, kisses you, feeds you and pulls the blankets over you and gives you a forehead kiss when you sleep.

♡︎ now can we talk about KISSES WITH FELIX. (Oh gaud) his kisses are all you need to forget all the bad things in life, and actually forget everything else except the feeling of having his sugary, fulfilling mouth on yours. Heated kisses, that are both intimate and fluttery, that make your insides churn from overwhelming feelings. He’s so swift and gentle, carefully moving his soft lips on yours while caressing your thighs and waist with his hands. He tastes so sweet, as if his mouth is dripping in honey, and you love to grip the back of his neck and play with his mullet hair as you guys make out. The vanilla smell of his perfume makes the moment even more fairy like and magical, as it drives you straight to euphoria. ✨

♡︎ not much of a tease but when he finds out how you’re so weak for his deep voice paired with that assuie accent, he ocassionally teases you with sweet talk. (Sometimes dirty talking as well). He loves how you get goosebumps and stop what you’re doing when his seductive voice penetrates your ear. That sight is his guilty pleasure and the teasing usually doubles when he’s using his wet lips on your sensitive skin, that sole impact enough to bring you down on your knees. 💋😳

♡︎ he’s totally up for a goofy partner! Someone he can be silly with, prank his members with, and do meaningless and fun things like a pair of two child best friends 😩

♡︎ he feels so special when you buy him flowers, I swear to god. “Look at this yellow flower felix. It reminded me of you. Warm and bright like the sun himself💐” and he will be suffocating from shyness. Appreciates it a lot tho <3! Will start buying YOU flowers TOO after that. (Until it turns into a competition of who can buy eachother more flowers, a love battle with two stubborn players who hate to lose lmao)

♡︎ sends you songs and a whole dang playlist that remind him of you. Will hum the melody to you at night when you go to bed. ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

♡︎ the type of endearing boyfriend to dance with you at 2 am with slow songs. Under the fairy lights, tuning to the music of piano, hands interlocked in between his as you look into those dreamy eyes and dance together like a prince and princess in a ballroom. 💫

♡︎ hand holding is a MUST for him. As if his hands are basically glued to yours. He has a subconscious habit of playing with your hands and kissing the top of it, repeatedly. I feel like felix is the type of lover who kisses your whole body, and worships it like you’re the most beautiful thing alive.

♡︎ he wants to get a pet with you!! He’s so crazy over the idea of having a child with you, and since you can’t have a real baby anytime soon bc of both of your careers he is all over the idea of getting a pet with you and treating it like your baby! Even gives the pet your family name “lee’’🥺 and refers to you two as “our family” >.<

♡︎ he’s a very honest person who always communicates his thoughts. To him, transparency is really important so he makes sure to voice out his opinions and feelings about his relationships. That is exactly why you two rarely get into fights bc he keeps misunderstandings a thousand feet away.

♡︎ even though he’s extremely thoughtful and tells you everything, there are rare occasions where you get into little arguments.And argument makes him so sad. There’s a devastated look clouding his face throughout the day and he will do everything in his power to make up for what he did. Even if you’re the one at fault, he’s gonna talk to you about it and forgive you easily when you apologise.

♡︎ he’s way TOO romantic OH MY GOD. The softie sweetheart who makes you go uwu uwu but with a terrible hottie duality switch who turns into this sexy irresistible man who makes you moan uncontrollably in bed. 😳

♡︎ your tummy is his favourite cushion. Expect a tired, tiny felix to crawl to the bed and rest his head on your tummy, fondling your thighs and immediately falling asleep. Complains and whines when you try to position his head on the pillow later, while still being half asleep.

♡︎the one who introduces you to his mama 🥺 he’s DEFINITELY gonna introduce you to his mom and sisters, and be all giggly when you guys get along.

♡︎ felix is so pure and loves you sm that he even fumbles your name in his sleep. Throws his arms to your side of the bed when he’s asleep in search for you next to him. :’)

♡︎ takes a lot of pictures and videos with you as memories. His phone is spammed with your candid pics as well. When you’re sleeping, when you’re eating, when you’re studying, he’s got a shot of them all. He’s your #1 fanboy. 😚 Felix is a polaroid person. His favourite act is to take Polaroids with you and then decorate those polas with themed stickers during his free time. >~< ❥

♡︎ the person who takes you out on lots of small dates. Beach date is his thing, esp during the time of sunset. He’s gonna set up an open tent, make food arrangements and sing you songs and give you lovely confessions as you guys watch the sunset and the stars together, wrapped up in eachother’s fulfilling embrace.

♡︎ someone who plans the future with you and gets all emotional. He genuinely loves you and whenever he’s walking past a furniture shop, he’d go like “we should get this when we have a home looks so vintage omg!!” He walks past a baby shop and goes like “ah I’m definitely gonna buy this for our babyboy one day😭” and imagines your married life scenarios.

♡︎ and when lee felix got his eyes on you? He will make sure to marry you and SPEND THE REST OF HIS LIFE WITH YOU. He don’t do that petty dating thing, If he loves you, he loves you and has written your name in his heart with bold fonts. You know he’s serious when he sends you a picture of a lock that reads “felix + y/n” that he stuck on seoul lock tower. :’) “baby look in this way, our love will remain eternal.” You chuckle as you reply

“it had always been eternal ♥︎“

The End

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 3 years ago

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headcanans of Idia and Vil with a S/O that’s a foodie? like they love food and eating trying new dishes 🤤

Curiouser and Curiouser...

Idia’s not much of a foodie himself (he’s perfectly fine with guzzling energy drinks and chomping on candy and chips, which he’ll sometimes offer to you), so he can’t relate to your interest in food. In fact, he thinks it’s kind of a “normie” thing to rave over restaurants and look up cool food pics on Magicam.

Idia recommends a lot of cooking and food-based manga and anime to you. It’s the least he can do to entertain your interests and find some common ground with you. (All the clothes ripping off and the over-the-top reactions to tasting food is silly, but it brings you both a good laugh.)

He scours the internet for some cookbooks that attempt to recreate dishes from various anime and manga! You can use them to try your hand at cooking and bringing iconic items from your favorite series to life—and while Idia might be a little clumsy in the kitchen, he’ll do his best to help if you ask for it (or invent a machine to do it all for you).

For those lazy days where you don’t feel like going out, you bring a bunch of raw meat and veggies to Idia’s room and camp out! Between playing games, you roast items over his hair (while Idia grinds his gacha games or tries his hand at a super hard boss battle). Toasted marshmallow in hand, you cheer him on!!

With a lot of prompting from Ortho, Idia gathers the courage to take you out to a maid/butler cafe! He brings along light sticks for the two of you to encourage the dancing servers, and you wear a pair of cat ears while you enjoy your meal together! You even take a commemorative photo in those cat ears to celebrate—a cute souvenir of your fun outing.

One day you walk into his room to find Idia decked out in a... fancy suit? In a stammering voice, he mumbles that it was Ortho’s idea to recreate the “butler cafe experience” for you. You’re seated at a makeshift table at the center of his room, and waited on hand and food, served omurice with a loving message scrawled in ketchup: i <3 u!

As a connoisseur himself, Vil enjoys the finer things in life, including food. He’ll arrange for dates at exclusive, upscale restaurants—the sorts that have a strict dress code and waiting lists that span several months. Occasionally, he’ll bring you to small, understated gems as well—little diners tucked away in hidden corners and famous food trucks.

Since he’s always traveling for his job, Vil brings back snacks as gifts for you! Here are candied flowers from the Queendom of roses, sugar dates and silk melon from the Scalding Sands, gummy bugs from the Sunset Savanna... All kinds of delicious novelties and local specialties!

When his schedule is super packed, you may not be able to see him right away, but you’ll definitely feel his presence with you! Before departing for work for the day, Vil might leave a little note attached to your lunch box or on a fruit with reminders: an apple a day keeps the doctor away, be sure to stay hydrated, etc.

Whenever you eat something with a potato in it, you and Vil casually joke about how you can serve them so many different ways. Since he also calls first years “potatoes”, you’ve come to nickname each first year after a certain method of potato preparation—boiled, fried, steamed...

Vil isn’t a super skilled chef, but he’s willing to experiment and try out healthier alternatives and substitutes to standard recipes. With you as his taste tester, he’ll keep your critique in mind when he’s tweaking his dishes just to your liking.

He usually smells nice anyway, but he adjusts his perfume to suit you. When you embrace Vil, he might smell warm and sugary like a bakery, or dark and smoky like a candlelit dinner. It makes your mouth water—for food, or for the taste of him, you aren’t sure.

Riddle has always prioritized moderation over indulgence. He likes to see you enjoying yourself, of course, but he also stresses the importance of not overeating (stomachaches are not pleasant things to deal with!).

When you join him for tea, he arranges for all your favorite cakes and sandwiches to be prepared. Riddle even pours tea from the pot and into your cup for you—a sign of respect and affection, he informs you.

He notices that you sometimes curiously eye his strawberry tart, and he offers to share. Riddle plucks off a fat, glistening strawberry and tries to place it on your plate—but too he’s too slow about it! You’ve already leaned forward to eat it right off of his fork. His face flames at the implication of that indirect kiss.

Riddle fusses over you when you’ve made a mess eating. He’ll wipe your mouth with a napkin and dust crumbs off of your shirt for you, muttering about how you should take better care of how tidy (or rather, how untidy) you are.

You help loosen up Riddle’s own ideas of what constitutes as a meal. He’s normally averse to eating with his hands—a true gentleman uses only a knife and a fork—so you demonstrate for him with various finger foods, even feeding some pieces to him yourself! It’s cute to see him turn pink, his mouth trembling slightly as he opens for you.

He tells you of a tradition in his home country where they eat flowers. Riddle warns you to not just eat anything you find growing along the road, though! He’ll personally escort you through the Heartslabyul gardens, directing you to what is and isn’t edible, and allowing you to immerse all of your senses. The sights, smells, and tastes of nature at its pinnacle is incompatible to anything else, especially when it is shared with a loved one.

#twst x reader #Vil Schoenheit #Idia Shroud #twst #twisted wonderland headcanons #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #curiouser and curiouser #Reader #self insert #Idia Shroud x Reader #Vil Schoenheit x Reader #Riddle Rosehearts #Riddle Rosehearts x Reader

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ramzawrites · 4 years ago

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Hey, so I'm having a really rough time rn (dealing with bs from my friend group, we have to take my really old dog to the vet today bc we found blood in her pee and we're scared that she won't make it this time, I'm struggling with my mental health, I'm just kinda goin thru it rn ig) so I would love a comfort fic with the sbi maybe with the reader as their sibling where the reader is the one that always comforts the fam, but hides their emotions until (1/2, very sorry about splitting it)

(2/2) something happens that makes the reader have a full on breakdown? I'll leave the rest to you, it can be a good or bad ending, headcanons or one shots, anything. You can ignore this request if you want/if it makes you uncomfortable. Please don't feel pressured/guilt tripped to write anything from this, your mental health comes first and I'm sure you're already really busy. Reminder to eat something today if you haven't yet and get a drink of water <3

We are family - Reader and SBI!Brothers

Pairings: none

Characters included: Wilbur, Technoblade, Tommy, (mentioned) Niki, (mentioned) Schlatt

Warnings: n/a

Series: a request <3

Summary: Y/N came back from an errand and surprises their brothers with their weird behavior. Trying to put on their usual smile, trying to hide away their real emotions but their brothers know them better than they inititally suspected. They could immediately tell that something must have happened.

Words count: 2060

Authors Note: I’m so sorry this took so long! I hope you and your dog are doing better! 💙 I wish I could give you more than words of encouragement and that I managed to get faster to this request, I apologize Please make sure to take care of yourself, alright? Take time for yourself to deal with the stress and anxiety! Make sure to stay hydrated and remember to eat! Even if it’s just something small!

Once again I apologize for the long wait, I felt really bad already and then I kinda put it off because I felt bad.

adhd hit hard again and haven’t checked for typos yet, but will get on it as soon as I can o7

On another note if you want to read another comfort fic; I have a small series called “A Painful Reminder” which is more angsty but the 2nd part is more about the comfort, if that is something for you

Living in the SMP was chaotic, turbulent and at times downright painful.

Most people tended to gravitate to one cause or other people to deal with this. Holding on to something so they don’t get pulled under. Get buried beneath the chaos and the violence.

So having people like Y/N around was like a godsend. They were one of the few people that seemed to be able to withstand the constant waves of misfortune and stand strong. Be the rock to hold onto when everything got too overwhelming.

Wilbur, Technoblade and Tommy loved their sibling for it.

After Wilbur and Tommy got exiled with Y/N out of L’Manberg, they were there and cheered both of their siblings up. Immediately making plans on how to set up a safe home and collecting ideas on how to get back. They were the one who managed to get a message out to Technoblade and asked him to visit them. Maybe help them.

Wilbur often jokingly said that Y/N was the glue that held the family together, to which they would always reply with the warmest of smiles “I’m glad.”

And what he said was true. Whenever the family fell on hard times and they began to drift apart it was Y/N who pulled all of them back. Pulling them back to reality and giving solutions for their problems if needed.

Sitting down with Wilbur when things got to much. Listening to his thoughts and worries, letting his emotion run freely without judgement. While they looked worried for him, their comforting smile never faltered. Offering him solutions to problems if he wanted it, otherwise they gave him the chance to just air his own thoughts out. To be angry with him. Sad with him.

Working with Tommy on his own projects. Listening to his ideas and giving him a different perspective that could improve some things but also respecting it when Tommy wanted to do this his way. And while he liked to brag and pretend that some things didn’t hit him that hard, they were still patiently listening to him as he spoke about his own pain in a more roundabout way. Telling him that he was not alone and making him feel heard.

Talking to Technoblade whenever the voices got too loud or out of hand again. He would just walk over to them and nudge them away, asking them to talk about something, no matter what. He just needed to hear their voice and be able to concentrate on it. Tune out the garbled voices in his head with a familiar sound that calmed him down no matter what. Leaning against them, slowly falling asleep as Y/N told all about how they were happily working on their own farm and what shenanigans they got up to.

Y/N really was like the warm sun on a cold day. Warming them up and protecting them.

Yes, Y/N was strong. So strong that even Technoblade considered them stronger than him. Maybe not physically but mentally and emotionally.

A clanging of metal rung through the cave. Techno was training with Wilbur while Tommy was just watching. Cheering on Techno.

It wasn’t an unusual situation and something Y/N expected to see as they made their way down the staircase. Wilbur in full iron armor and weapon while Techno just fought back with his own iron sword.

“Hey, Y/N! Welcome back!” Wilbur breathed out. Sweat running down the side of his face as he stopped attacking his brother.

The three men looked happily over to their sibling who slowly walked towards them but soon their expressions fell. Something was off about Y/N and it confused the three.

Their smile was as always plastered on their face but it looked strained. Their eyes wide open, trying to look sincere and loving but the glassy look of them gave off a different picture.

“Y/N? You okay?” Tommy asked as he stood up from the ground. Taking a step closer to them which made them in return stop in their tracks.

Y/N was hugging themself, shakily opening up their mouth to answer but nothing came out. It was then when Techno got very aware of how they were shaking in general.

This all seemed so wrong. This shouldn’t be possible. It just didn’t seem to register fully inside their minds.

Wilbur made sure to get rid off his sword and armor as fast as he could, walking over to his sibling, trying to get a better look at them but they just avoided his gaze.

Staring at the ground, slowly shaking their head “It’s- It’s fine. I’m fine.”

“You aren’t. You really aren’t. What happened? Did they find you?” Techno asked, his voice full with worry. A bit of anger hidden as well.

Y/N had their own little farm in order to support Pogtopia. The potatoes from Techno were great but variety is important after all. Though they also had an abundance of wheat they usually tried to smuggle into Manberg for Niki. Trying to help her out as much as possible with her taxes and work.

This time Y/N nodded “They did… It’s fine though. I’m fine. I’m not hurt. It’s all good.”

Wilbur’s frown deepened “Usually when people have to be so adamant about being okay something isn’t alright.”

Tommy nodded, supporting his statement only to whisper to himself “Adamant? What does-“

But Wilbur continued “We are your family, talk to us.”

Y/N licked their chapped lips “I’m-“

The tears finally escaped their eyes and begun streaming down their face. Sobbing they fell down on the ground. Wilbur immediately followed suit, laying his arm around them and pulling them against his chest. His hand flew up to their head and begun going through their hair, trying to calm them down. Humming a soft tune from their childhood.

It was the first time in their lives they saw Y/N break down like that and it was quite frankly shocking.

Unsure what to do with himself Tommy squatted down “Um, uh, what- what happened?”

Techno was still gripping the iron sword in his hand. Pacing up and down. Manberg found them? What the hell did they do to make Y/N break down like that? His own sibling! Whatever it was he would make sure to pay it back a thousand times over.

“Tommy can you grab them some water?” Wilbur laid his chin on top of Y/N’s head, rubbing circles now on their back.

He didn’t even hesitate, jumping up to run towards one of the chests with food items that Y/N had always ready for them. Grabbing a water bottle and running back over. Happy that he could do something else besides staring.

Tommy then pushed the bottle towards Y/N who gratefully took it, putting some space between them and Wilbur as they drank some of the cold liquid which helped them to calm down.

“You ready to tell us what happened?” Techno stopped pacing around. His gaze purely trained on his crying sibling. Anger still rising in him just like the voices.

Screaming things like “Technosib! How dare they hurt them! Protect them! I love Y/N so much! Why would anyone hurt Y/N! They always help us! Let’s help them for a change! Technosib! Let’s go out and fight them! Yeah! Blood for the Blood God and Y/N!”

Y/N’s voice was still wavering and a bit scratchy from their sobbing as they begun speaking “Hey, hey! Techno don’t concentrate on the voices. Listen to me. It’s all good.”

This somehow made Techno angry. He threw the sword away and finally knelt down next to them as well so his face was on the same eye level as theirs “Stop. Please. Stop thinking about us for one second. Stop trying to not make us uncomfortable or worried! Tell us what happened! Please.”

He was basically begging at the last part. All his worry packed into it.

“Yeah, honestly you trying to make sure everything is okay for us makes us even more worried.” It surprised the others a bit that this came from Tommy but he was correct.

Tears fell down their face again “I- I was just delivering more wheat to Niki and someone must have followed me. They followed me back to my farm and- and- they burned my fields down. There were explosions. I- it was just my farm. I did not harm. Just, why does it always have to end like this. Why do all the good things always end like this. Why can’t this place let something be. There is always something.”

The farm was so important to Y/N. It was their little project they put so much sweat, love and work into. It was their home away from home. A place to retreat and enjoy some peace. This obviously was devastating. It was their one thing they had for themself. The one thing that wasn’t there for anyone else but them.

It was also clear that this seemed to be the straw that broke the camel’s back and it broke the three a bit that they only now seemed to notice this. That it took that long and their whole farm being destroyed for the realize this was heartbreaking.

“Who?” Techno urged but Y/N shook their head.

“I don’t know. Everything went so fast and I tried to save as much as I could but- but it’s all gone. It’s all gone.” Their voice jumped up an octave at the end, burying their face against Wilbur’s shoulder again. Silently sobbing.

It should have been impossible but Wilbur’s frown deepened and his expression turned more grim “Don’t worry. We will get back at them. We will get our revenge. They will see firsthand what they did to you, I promise.”

Shocked Y/N looked up, their red and puffy eyes wide open “Wil, that’s not what I- no revenge. There is already too much misery going around I just want this to stop. I just want all of us being able to live in peace.”

Wilbur should have known that Y/N was too good natured for that but he couldn’t help himself. He was just so angry. Angry at Schlatt and Manberg. That they went for him was one thing but to go out of their way to treat Y/N like this? Let’s just say he put it on the list in bold letters with reasonings on why he will get back at the Manberg faction.

“Listen Y/N.” Techno begun, his voice now calm again “Stop it. Just for once think about yourself. Stop thinking about others for once. You are also worthy of the same care you give us. Let us at least help rebuild your farm. You always help us with our projects, let us help you with yours.”

Tommy seemed to lit up at that “That sounds like a good idea! We could build towers around your new farm and make sure no one gets in! We could put down traps and all!”

He really wasn’t sure how to react but that was at least something he could do for them. As the past General’s right hand man, this should be something he can do. If he couldn’t protect his sibling how could he ever hope to get L’Manberg back.

Wilbur seemed to think about it for a bit but agreed “Yeah, how does that sound?” Though the dark glint in his eyes stayed. The cogs in head still running off with his own thoughts.

“You guys would? Since when can you guys build?” a dry laugh escaped them but it was a laugh nonetheless.

Both Tommy and Wilbur looked almost appalled at that claim while Techno just shrugged and nodded. Just looking around Pogtopia was more functioning than good looking after all. Y/N tried to pretty it up a bit but usually something always happened around here.

“Also Y/N, please talk to us more. Don’t bottle everything up. Please. We worry a lot about you and we love you. You always do so much for us, let us do the same.” Wilbur pushed Y/N a bit off of him and looked them deep into their eyes, hoping that this would really hammer in that this was a genuine plea.

As a respone Y/N wiped the tears off their face “I understand. I’ll try to remember that.”

“Don’t try just do it.”

#mcyt x reader #dream smp x reader #dsmp x reader #mcyt reader insert #mcyt x Y/N #dream smp reader insert #dream smp x Y/N #dsmp reader insert #sbi x reader #sbi reader insert #dsmp x Y/N #ramza writes #Anonymous #anon request

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randoimago · 3 years ago

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Hello hello!! Could I ask for some fluffy relationship hcs for Orym (From Critical Role Campaign 3)? I've read every single fanfic at least 2 times and I need to love my knight in green armor more :'D 🙇‍♀️

Fluffy Headcanons

FANDOM: Critical Role, Campaign 3

Character(s): Orym

Type of Request: Headcanons

Word Count: 135

Note(s): I love Orym so much, here you go!!

Orym

Always checking on you to make sure you've eaten and hydrated and just taken care of yourself. He won't do the same for himself, but makes sure you're okay.

Has asked if you would stretch with him. Stretching is important and so he'd like you to join him, if you want to of course!

Orym is the type of guy that brings you flowers, if you like them, that is. Just gets you a bouquet of something he thinks looks nice. Has asked the owner what the flowers represent too so there will be cute messages hidden in the bouquet.

Orym does lots of flips and stuff which tires himself out. So he likes to just lay down with his head in your lap. Will be struggling to stay awake if you massage his scalp.

#orym x reader #critical role x reader

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nataliedanovelist · 3 years ago

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GF - Mabel’s Worry

Collab with @clownwry! They’ve been super sweet and very nice, and after getting inspired by this post, I decided to write a full on-fic about it... but then it spiraled out of control, so enjoy an angsty story featuring the sweater twins!

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Mabel sat up quickly, breathing just as heavy as an Olympic runner. She shook her head to clear it and she hugged her knees in self-embarrassment. It was just a stupid nightmare. Vague, no real plot, but still carried the overall message, the fear, anxiety, and still made Mabel’s blood run cold and sweat sparkle on her forehead. She needed to calm down, get herself together. Milk. Warm milk.

And so she quietly got out of bed and left her shared attic bedroom for downstairs. Despite being gone for nine months, she still knew this dark home by heart. She could walk it blindfolded if needed, but the moonlight leaking in through the triangular windows helped her in her journey. That and a small light coming from the living room. Like a moth to a flame, Mabel sleepily dragged her socked feet to the room and peaked through the doorway, half of her face hidden by wood and shadow.

Grunkle Ford was sitting in the armchair, reading a book in the light of a lamp. Mabel’s spirit was lifted, relieved and happy to see him, but she was hesitant to bother him. He was happy with his book, she really shouldn’t bother him with her own stupid problems. She should probably just go get her drink and go to bed and leave him alone. But then Grunkle Ford’s instincts alerted him of a spy and he looked up and instantly smiled.

“Mabel,” His blissful facial expression dropped suddenly remembering that she went to bed a few hours ago and it wasn’t quite daylight yet. “What’s wrong? Is everything okay?”

This really wasn’t like her, for words to fail leaving her mouth, for her to be silent or non-vocal. But all Mabel could do was barely step into the light, hands behind her back, and shrug with her eyes to the floor. She was silent because she was afraid of what she would say if she dared to give herself the opportunity to talk. Ford grew more concerned, but he knew what to do; he had more practice under his belt now than he did months ago. He smiled softly at his niece, closed his book and sat it on the dino skull, and patted his thigh. “Come here.”

Mabel looked up and bit her lip. The dame broke over her uncle’s kindness. With watering eyes she ran into his lap and clung onto him tightly, burying her face in his chest and whimpering as tears left her eyes. Ford hugged her back tightly and petted her soft long brown hair. The girl might be thirteen, but that doesn’t mean she would stop having nightmares or no longer need comfort. Moses knows, as much as he would deny it, Ford still had nightmares and still needed reassurance. Not to mention it was well-earned after everything he and his family had been through… everything he put his family through…

Mabel was mumbling something into his maroon sweater. Ford thought it was moans, sobs, but as he listened he could actually make out words. “M’sorry… m’sorry…”

“Hey, hey.” Ford said softly. “There’s nothing to be sorry for, my dear.”

“... didn’t mean t’bother you…”

“Oh,” Ford cooed as gentle as a lamb. “Oh, sweetheart, you could never bother me. Never.”

Mabel sniffed. “M’sorry.” Whether she was still sorry for bothering him or sorry for being sorry was a bit unclear, but Ford decided it didn’t matter.

“It’s alright.” Ford eased. “It’s alright, my dear.”

After a few minutes of letting Mabel cry into his chest, Ford could feel Mabel make a sharp shiver in his hold. He got a pretty good idea, and so he gently had Mabel let him go. She whimpered like a puppy denied a treat, but she watched with sparkling eyes as Ford slipped off his maroon sweater, revealing a thin long-sleeved white undershirt, and he sweetly pulled it over Mabel’s head and smiled at her. She helped him by slipping her arms into the correct holes and she grinned as she now wore Ford’s old red sweater. Nearly every day he wore a Mabel Sweater she had made for her, whether she mailed it to the Stan O’ War while they were apart, or she gave it to him in person. Only every so often did he wear his old sweater, but they were both glad he did.

Mabel allowed her head to sink deeper into the worn yarn. Her senses and lungs were drowned in Ford’s scent, which brought along happy memories and good emotions. She hugged Ford again and he happily held her, petting her hair and just being there.

A few minutes of silence passed, and Ford made a prediction that it was a good time to check on her verbally. “Feeling better? Mabel?” He looked down and Mabel was asleep, one arm still around him, one hand holding onto his undershirt. Ford chuckled warmly in his chest, slowly stood, and carried Mabel to the attic to tuck her in.

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“Dipper, they’re ready!” Mabel called.

Dipper hurried up the stairs and ran into his shared bedroom, plopped on the beanbag, and Mabel started the call on the laptop they had on the floor between the two beds. The grunkles answered at once, sitting at the table and grinning.

“Well hey there, gremlins! How was your week?” Stan greeted.

“Pretty good, just the usual school stuff.” Dipper answered.

“Did you get the package?” Mabel asked.

Ford grinned and picked up the large sealed box and placed it on the table. “Yes, perfectly intact! We picked it up in Pevek two days ago.”

“What?! And you haven’t opened it?!”

“Oh, well we thought we should wait until…”

“You two will freeze!” Mabel shook her head and smiled. “Open it and get warm!”

Stan rolled his eyes as he pulled out his pocketknife and cut the tape. “Sweetie, in the last two years we’ve been sailing you’ve sent us three trunks full of blankets, eight pairs of gloves, at least a dozen sweaters for each of us, six scarves…”

“Not that we don’t appreciate it, we always love your packages, my dear.” Ford interrupted. “But you work too hard. We’re never cold thanks to you.”

“Good. Let’s keep it that way.” Mabel said firmly.

“Oh wow! Mabel!” Ford gasped happily as he pulled out a new green sweater-vest with golden diamonds and a long-sleeved salmon button up. “This is beautiful!” Ford also pulled out a regular dark-orange turtleneck.

Stan noticed there had been two stacks of things. Ford had already taken out his stack, so the old conman grinned as he plunged his hand into the box and grabbed his new baby-blue sweater with a sailboat on it. “Sweet! And look here!” Stan pulled out another sweater, this one being a warm cream color with tiny pinetrees on the neck and wrists and waist of the sweater. “Wow, Mabel! Just when I thought your sweaters couldn’t get more impressive… this is so cool!”

Mabel blushed over the compliments. “I’m glad you like them. There’s still…”

“Oh, my dear, this must have taken you ages!” Ford pulled out one last item: a large knitted blanket to go with the others, this one made with very thick yarn that was as soft as the melody of youthful days. It was very large and could easily cover both men, and it resembled the sky perfectly, being dark blue with white specks.

“Thank you, pumpkin, this is amazing!”

Mabel grinned and said, “Just please stay warm.”

Ford smiled and nodded. “Of course we will. We’re always careful, my dear. And thanks to you I think I’ve forgotten what it’s like to be cold.”

Mabel wasn’t sure if she bought it, the number of times she saw their chattering teeth, tight jaws, and rosy cheeks and noses in pictures, but she decided not to fight it and she just smiled.

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There are some benefits to living in the glorious year of 2014. Many different forms of communication allow people to keep in contact, no matter how far apart they are. So not only did Ford, Stan, Dipper, and Mabel, text every day and send pictures and emails, they always had their Saturday night/Sunday morning video call. Always. So, of course, Mabel and Dipper were a little concerned when no one responded to their text messages to ask if they were ready for the call.

“Hey guys! Ready?”

“Rise and shine, sleepy heads! Can’t wait to see you guys!”

“Are you guys okay? We understand if you can’t make it this week.”

“Is something wrong? We’re not mad, but could you please text us.”

“Guys, seriously, this isn’t funny…”

“If we don’t hear back from you guys I will call the FBI! The CIA!”

“You guys do know how to use your phones, right?”

“Are you guys hurt?! ARE YOU DEAD?!”

Dipper looked up from his phone and across his bedroom. Mabel was in Sweatertown on her bed, buried in her favorite nightgown. Dipper sighed and moved to sit next to her. “Mabel, it’ll be okay.”

“They’re jerks.” Mabel mumbled from within the maroon yarn.

Dipper smiled and nodded in agreement. “Yeah, we’ll get payback when they finally answer.”

Mabel lifted her head just enough to peek at his twin. “But what if they never do…” And tears formed.

Dipper rubbed her back and said, “They will. I swear.”

But they didn’t. As time ticked from ten o’clock at night to midnight to even three o’clock in the morning, Dipper and Mabel stayed awake, waiting for a response, both of them knowing any attempt to sleep was futile. And when Mabel’s phone buzzed and rang for a video-call, they both dove and Mabel clicked the green button with a shaking hand.

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Stan gave his brother the mug of warm water. “You’re an idiot.”

Ford snorted and sipped the warm drink. “This isn’t coffee.”

“You don’t need coffee, you need to get hydrated.” Stan collapsed into the couch next to his brother. His eyes landed on the wall-clock, and he shot up quickly and ran for the bedroom. “DAMN IT!”

“What? What is it?!” Ford gasped.

“It’s Sunday!”

Ford groaned and slapped his forehead.

Stan grabbed his phone and found a dozen text messages from each kid and some missed phone calls. “Ah jeez, I know you’re wiped out, Sixer, but we gotta talk to these kids.”

“I don’t care if I’m on my deathbed, we’re calling them.” Ford hollered back as he loosened the grip of his blanket and Stan entered the room. His brother sat next to him and called Mabel’s phone.

At once Stan’s phone lit up with two distressed looking kids, both with wide eyes but missing their bedheads. “YOU’RE OKAY!” The two teenagers cried out.

Stan winced. “Kids, we’re really really sorry…”

“What happened?!” Mabel gasped. “Grunkle Ford, are you okay?! You don’t look very good, are you sick?!”

“Mabel, sweetie, I’m okay.” Ford eased. “I… erm, I fell overb-...”

“YOU FELL IN THE OCEAN?!” Mabel yelled in horror.

“Ssh, Mabel!” Dipper hissed, eyeing the door.

“Are you okay?! Are you on your way to a hospital?! Do you need anything? We can hitchhike…”

“Mabel, Mabel, please, I’m alright, Stanley’s been taking excellent care of me.” Ford said firmly. “I’m sorry we scared you, sweetie, but…”

“Well, good!” Mabel snapped, visibly angry and now full-on scolding. Stan and Ford glanced at each other nervously, getting flashbacks of scoldings from their mother. “You should be, knuckleheads! We can’t tell if you’re even still alive unless you tell us! Don’t you ever scare me like that again, you hear?! If something happened to you… I’m glad you’re happy and doing what you love, but PLEASE don’t kill yourselves doing it!” Mabel bit her lip as she realized she was yelling, and she used the long sweater sleeve to wipe at her damp eyes. “Sorry, I didn’t mean…”

“Aw, pumpkin, it’s okay.” Stan replied calmly. “You’ve got every right to be mad at us. I’m sorry, I should have at least texted you. But I honestly didn’t cuz I was busy keeping this dork alive.” Stan teased, elbowing Ford and making him smile. “So, yeah, that was really scary and that wasn’t fair, but he’s gonna be just fine and we’re both okay and you know that now. Right?”

Mabel held her knees and sunk her face into Ford’s old sweater, only her eyes and the top half of her face visible now, but she wasn’t looking at them. “Yeah… Yeah, okay…”

“Mabel,” Ford said firmly. “Mabel, look at me.” He waited until her eyes were on him, and he smiled softly and said, “We’re okay. I promise, we’re both okay.”

Mabel couldn’t help but return the smile. “Okay… okay…” She sniffed and lifted her head a little, but her chin was still happily buried in red yarn. “So, tell us what happened? Was it the Kraken again?”

Stan grinned at the opportunity for a story, and the kids happily sat and listened.

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Almost fifteen-years-old. Dipper should know better than to run off into the woods after a dangerous anomaly, but he did it anyway. Mabel stayed home to make sure the monster didn’t come back, and was soon reunited with her boys as they arrived, breathing heavily. Dipper was okay for the most part. His arm was hurt and he had a black eye, but he was okay, and their grunkles were only a little scuffed and there was a leaf or two in Ford’s fluffy hair.

Mabel hurried to Dipper, but instead of hugging him like the three guessed she would, she smacked her brother over the head.

“Hey!”

“Mabel!”

“You KNUCKLEHEAD!” Mabel screamed. “Don’t you EVER do that again, you hear?! Don’t you dare! What were you thinking?! You just HAD to go after it! Couldn’t go inside like a normal person!”

“Good to see you too, sis.” Dipper muttered. “I had it under control.”

“I don’t care! What if you never came back…”

Dipper blinked and interrupted her. “Aw, Mabel, that was never gonna happen.”

Mabel bit her lip, held herself, and looked away.

“M-Mabel, I’m really sorry…”

“Here, let’s get you cleaned up first, and then we’ll talk about this, okay?” Stan eased, sensing that they needed a time-out. “C’mon, kid.”

Dipper sighed and followed Stan to the bathroom where they kept the first aid kit, leaving Ford alone with Mabel, who was well prepared to talk to her.

“Mabel, my dear, you have every right to be upset with him…”

“How could he do that?!” Mabel looked up at her uncle. “How could he think for a second it’s okay to just run off like that?!”

Ford chuckled a little to try to lighten the situation. “You know your brother. He has high ambitions and is extremely curious.”

“That doesn’t matter!” Mabel snapped. “It’s still stupid and selfish! I know he needs to do what he loves, but doesn’t he know how much I need him?! How can he just leave me behind?!”

Ford stared at Mabel. Her voice was cracking, her lip was trembling, and something in her eyes was screaming to be heard. Ford thought for a second, then dared to ask, “A-Are you talking about Stanley and I as well?”

Mabel sobbed. She yelled out in pain and collapsed on the bottom step, burning her face in her hands, and sobbed her heart out. Ford was stunned to hear her cry so hard, in so much emotional pain. She didn’t even cry this hard over any nightmares, and he had dealt with a handful of them. Poor Mabel was crying so hard and violently she gagged and retched occasionally, her body torn if she could cry or not but it was out of her control.

Ford got on his knees before her, but did not touch her. It broke his heart to see her so upset. And he and Stan had done this? Whatever it would take to fix it, he would do it. He was reluctant, but if sailing around the world with his brother was causing this much pain for their girl, then they would both agree to dock for good. “M-Mabel…”

“I understand…” Mabel mumbled through her tears and into her palms. “I understand why you had to go… why you both wanna go… b-b-but what if something happens to you?! How many times have you both gotten sick or hurt or nearly killed?! I miss you all the time and I’m always worried I’ll never see or hear from you again!”

“Oh, Mabel, sweetie…” Ford reached out a hand to put on her shoulder, but Mabel threw herself into Ford’s hold and he hugged her back tightly.

“I get it… I understand why you have to go… so WHY do I still feel this way?!” Mabel sobbed, clinging onto his uncle for dear life. “I’m so angry and scared and hurt! But I don’t want you to stop, I want you to sail cuz I know it makes you happy, but I need you to be okay!”

A lot of things clicked in Ford’s brain. Why Mabel always sent packages full of warm clothes. Why she always asked what they ate. Why she always checked on them. Why she was very observant and asked if they were okay if something was slightly off. Why she easily got worried if she didn’t hear from them. And why she always hugged them like she never wanted to let them go.

Ford blinked his stiff eyes a few times and forced himself to keep it together. “I’m so sorry, Mabel. You and your brother are everything to us. I love you two more than anything. If… If sailing causes you this much distress we can…”

“NO! No no no!” Mabel screamed in horror, holding on tighter. “No, please don’t stop cuz of me! I don’t- That doesn’t matter!”

“Mabel Pines,” Ford said firmly and readjusted his hold on her so he could look her straight in the eye. “You matter.”

“I-I know. I know.” Mabel breathed. “But… please don’t stop sailing cuz of me. Please. I don’t want you to stop. But… I want you and Grunkle Stan to be okay. I… I can’t lose you…”

A large lump was in Ford’s throat. He tried to swallow it away, but it didn’t work. He compromised and took advantage of the silence. He cupped Mabel’s right cheek with his left hand and wiped some tears away with his thumb. Mabel covered his hand with hers and turned her face into his palm.

“I understand, my dear. I do. And I’m so sorry. I swear, we won’t stop sailing unless we want to. You have my word. But I also swear to you that Stanley and I won’t let anything happen. We;re too scared of losing each other to let anything happen, believe me.” Mabel moved her eyes to his. “We will always come home. I promise.”

Mabel hugged her uncle again and cried into his shoulder, leaving him to rub her back and pray she would be okay. Ford opened his eyes and caught the sight of his twin at the top of the stairs. He must have heard Mabel’s screams and come to investigate, but decided to stay out of it. But a look from Ford told Stan that Mabel needed him too, so Stan climbed down the stairs, sat behind her, and hugged them both.

#GF #gravity falls #gift #collab #ford and mabel bonding #fanfiction #clownwry #sea grunks #angst #ANGST AND FLUFF

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